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citizenanon
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Noah had quietly followed her through the house and tried to memorize everything he saw as everything said something about someone. A book out of place could give new interests. Unorganized tables could mean laziness or lack of time. A lack of a ring could mean a death in the family or divorce. Noah had practiced cold reading on people since he had become a magician. It was part of his act and part of almost all magicians. Surprisingly, he could get very little from her.
That was... until they arrived in the basement.
Holy shit was she dedicated to her craft.
"So, a trust exercise kicked up to eleven?" Noah asked and looked skeptically at the ladder. Most of the time he liked himself enough, but did he trust himself to catch himself? Well, there was only one way to find out. At the very least, the ground was padded. Well. In for a penny, in for a rabbit in a hat. Noah walked towards the ladder and climbed up, up, up until he was perched unsteadily on the top rung. He stood up, showcasing some pretty good balance before glancing back and looking at Lillian. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes before falling backwards. He felt something as he fell. A certain flipflopping in his stomach followed by the feeling of his long expelling the life giving air as he hit the mat below.
That was... until they arrived in the basement.
Holy shit was she dedicated to her craft.
"So, a trust exercise kicked up to eleven?" Noah asked and looked skeptically at the ladder. Most of the time he liked himself enough, but did he trust himself to catch himself? Well, there was only one way to find out. At the very least, the ground was padded. Well. In for a penny, in for a rabbit in a hat. Noah walked towards the ladder and climbed up, up, up until he was perched unsteadily on the top rung. He stood up, showcasing some pretty good balance before glancing back and looking at Lillian. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes before falling backwards. He felt something as he fell. A certain flipflopping in his stomach followed by the feeling of his long expelling the life giving air as he hit the mat below.